
A Bucket of Blood

Walter, played by Dick Miller, works at a Beatnik coffee shop during the 1950's. He aspires to be a successful sculptor, but hasn't had much sucess. That is, until he comes up with a new technique; he pours wet clay over murder victims. After it dries, they look so life like that he becomes an overnight sucess. The problem is he needs a steady supply of bodies to continue his work.
This film, in black and white, was directed by Roger Coreman in 1959. It reminds me a lot of "Little Shop of Horrors" also directed by Coreman one year later. To be honest with you, this happens to be one of those films that you either think is fantastic, or you just about can't stand. I just don't like the style. Miller constantly talks to himself, not as in a narration; he just talks to himself as he acts out a scene. The music, apparently to symbolize the Beatnik culture, is monotonous. It is a spoof on the 1950's but I am not sure it gets the message out.
The best advise I can give is only by comparison. If you enjoyed Corman's later work "Little Shop of Horrors," you would probably like "Bucket of Blood." If you didn't like the other movie, or, by chance, you haven't seen it, you might be better off passing on this one. Or, take you chances.
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